The Power of Carbohydrates
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I've been tossing back and forth what to write about today. I started thinking about it yesterday. I already wrote about my break from school work and visiting with family (the highlight of the week). I wrote a poem that seemed too raw to share. Every time I nixed an idea, my mind rolled back to this carbohydrate laden weekend. It was heavenly!
I received the above message from my son. I knew he had something good planned, I just didn't realize how good it would be. He walked in Saturday night around 5:00 and began searching the cupboards for flour, sugar, and chocolate chips. Did we have high gluten flour? Did we have peanut butter? He quickly made a list and then he was off to the store.
All three of my children are cooks, however, like their reading tastes, they differ in their strengths in the kitchen. Annie is a baker. Molly tries a lot of new things (she's lived for a year in CA and sees a lot of trendy food). Zach...he's an experimenter. It doesn't matter what he's making, he has to change it up a bit. My house smelled heavenly from Saturday night through Sunday night. Cookbooks were stacked all over the place as he thumbed through them to find just the right recipes (that he would then tweak). Flour was scattered throughout the kitchen. Dirty dishes piled high. The results? They couldn't have been better. We had...remember, all homemade...
Foccacia bread sprinkled with herbs and feta cheese
Peanut butter chocolate chip cookies
Fettuccine Alfredo with sauteed broccoli and zucchini
Any stress I was feeling melted away. I mean it literally melted away with each bite. Every single thing tasted so darn good. Probably because I don't eat things like that very often.
We've already started planning on our Thanksgiving cooking. I can't wait to have all three kids home to share the kitchen with me. Knowing my gang, there will be plenty more carbs in the making.